One evening last week, I was having what I thought was an interesting conversation with my eighteen-year-old brother-in-law, who we’ll call L. He and I were discussing the merits {or lack thereof} of text-messaging. I, naturally, became quite passionate about the subject.
Me: You know what I don’t get?
L.: What?
Me: Those couples! I see them out on dates and they both have a cell phone and they are both text-messaging instead of really talking to each other.
L.: [grunts]
Me: I mean really, don’t they want to be together? I wouldn’t have stood for that when I was dating Si.
L.: [grunts again, followed by a chuckle that grows into full laughter]
Me: What’s so funny? [looks suspiciously at L.’s book in his hand] Do you have a cell phone under there? [gasps] You are kidding me. Are you text-messaging right now?
The irony isn’t lost on me.
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